For the benefit of Lisa* who, being American, believes tea can be cold and drinkable (wrong) or made from fruit (perverse, and wrong):
No, more like this http://www.flickr.com/photos/lemon_farmer/154952979/ (with the teabag removed, obviously) 🙂
To do it properly (especially if you work with me):
- Empty kettle of all water.
- Fill kettle half way with fresh tap water. Not bottled or mineral or anything daft like that.
- Put kettle on to boil.
- Put small amount of milk in a mug. About 3 mm i.e. 1/16 of your imperial inches 😉 Semi-skimmed or similar – NOT UHT or other yucky fake milk! Put ONE tetley tea bag into the milk and leave there whilst we wait for the kettle http://www.tetley.co.uk/Our-Products/Ranges/Tetley-Tea-Bags
- As soon as kettle boils pour the boiling water into the mug from about 6 inches height, over the teabag until the mug is full.
- Remove the teabag from the mug, squeezing it out into the mug as you do it once it looks the colour of the photo. http://www.flickr.com/photos/lemon_farmer/154952979/
- Drink when temperature has dropped below “ouch that took the skin off my lips”.
Don’t put lemon in it.
Don’t put ice in it – ever.
If it goes cold – throw it away and make another one.
If it’s not brown, like wood, you’ve made it wrong.
Most of us British have our own preference for teabags, tea leaves and method. There are likely to be several comments on this blog from fellow British bloggers with their own withering replies on how a “proper cup of tea” should be made. Many, for example, believe it a cardinal sin to “put the milk in first” which is the subject of much debate and scandal amongst colleagues. My BIL, for example, says that even to wash out his teapot should be punishable by torture followed by a merciless death and that teabags “contain the sweepings from the hull of a ship” (not true, honest). Earl Grey is what you get when you accidentally spray perfume near a decent cup of tea – don’t do it.
Oh, and we don’t call our hot drinks by boy’s names such as Joe, Sam, Benny or Frank and no-one outside of 1930’s East-end London calls tea “a cup of char” any more.
Now, Lisa, go off and make me a cup of tea please love – I’m parched. 😉
*Side note: When I first wrote this post Lisa and I had become “blogging buddies”. Now, two years on we’re married. How lovely is that? 😀